I stare out the window, hoping to find something interesting to look at. This car ride feels as if it's lasted an eternity, my legs beginning to ache from sitting for so long. I sigh and rub the bridge of my nose. Most people feel happy or anxious when attending their first day of a new school, yet I feel...nothing. No joy, nor sadness, just nothing.
"Mr. Kim," I hear my driver speak. I scoff and slowly shake my head.
"I told you I don't like formalities, call me Taehyung," I remind him.
"My apologies, Taehyung, but we have arrived," he says, focusing his attention back to the road.
I'll admit, the building in front of me is not what I was expecting. I was expecting some run-down, old building, but this place seems to be more modernized.
My driver, whom I can never remember his name, pulls the car to the front of the building.
"Remember, Taehyung, I will pick you up from school to take you to where you are staying, but after today your parents instructed that you find your own ways of transportation," he reminds me.
I get out of the car with my bag slung on my back before shutting the door. "Whatever," I mumble.
I make my way into the building alongside other students, the only difference between them and me is that they all seem to have someone to talk to, someone by their side.
Psh, as if I need anyone. I'm perfectly fine on my own.
•••
"Alright, everyone, today is your first day of school as you all know," the teacher begins to speak. She's wearing a black, tight dress with red heels, her face completely covered in makeup.
I guess I'm not in Korea anymore...
"Some of you I already know, whereas others are here as first-timers," she says, glancing at me and a few other students.
"All of you are now my students, therefore I expect you all to succeed in everything you do. I want you to pay attention in class, complete your homework, be on time, and, most importantly, I want you to be social," she voices out.
